"Elder Yao, do you mind doing it from the front? It's a little hard to see your beautiful breasts from this angle." Su Yang said a minute later.
"..."
Elder Yao didn't respond, but she moved in front of him a moment later, even kneeling before his rod without being asked to.
'It's so close…' Elder Yao swallowed nervously as she stared at the massive dragon before her.
Su Yang's lower sword was so close to her that she could clearly smell its scent. As an alchemist, her sense of smell was far more acute than that of the average cultivator, making the experience even more intense.
'Why does it smell so good? Do all men smell this good down here?' Elder Yao wondered inwardly as she entered a trance.
Her hand movements were so smooth that they seemed almost natural, as if she had been doing this for decades.
While in her trance, Elder Yao instinctively started using her other hand to massage Su Yang's family jewels.